Those that know me best know that when I was all but 12 years of age, I was a serious kid who began writing poetry. By 19, I was a very serious college sophomore that poured himself into the page and did an occasional poetry reading. Bottom line, that kid in me was preparing me for what I face now: the responsibilities of adulthood. Making things hard on myself as a kid has prepared me for the challenges I face today. I knew that small town life was easier but I also knew I would not be sticking around there. As I look back on the past and my works of poetry, I begin to appreciate that kid in me more and more. For all the lovely mistakes that kid made, there were successes that my adult self benefits from today.
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